Pre School

On August 16th, 2006 I learned I was pregnant with Gracie. That day marks the start of what has been the most significant and defining journey of my life. Through mothering my little girl I have discovered a greater sense of purpose then I ever imagined finding for myself, and I have experienced a peace of mind incomparable to anything I'd ever felt before her.

Today, Gracie started pre-school. What a fitting month to begin an educational journey that I hope carries her to wonderful things. Though, growing up I never imagined being a parent as all I wanted my future to be I now know that it was exactly what I was meant to do and I hope that fifteen or twenty years from now, whatever career Gracyn decides to persue leaves her feeling every bit as fullfilled as I do everyday.

All the luck in the world to my Gracie girl.

A Valid Point

When I pass a person begging I generally offer them a granola bar or some other snack item. Given that we live in the downtown area Gracie sees me doing this a lot. Each time she asks why I do it I say something like "because they don't have money to buy food" or "because they don't have a house with a kitchen like you and I" and that's the end of it. Gracie drops the subject. I don't sugarcoat Gracie's surroundings but I don't elaborate on them either. Anyways, when we stopped for gas and coffee before gymnastics on Tuesday one of the local bums (a fellow who sits under the overpass drinking all day) approached me and asked for money. Truthfully, somewhat disgusted by his behavior (and having nothing but my coffee in hand ) I simply said "no" and got back in the car. As I buckled up a concerned Gracie said "mommy, you didn't give that man a granola bar..." To which I said "I know, I didn't have one..." To which a still concerned Gracie said "but he doesn't have any money..." To which (with exasperation) I retorted that's because he drank it all..." To which an innocent Gracie said "and that's why he's hungry!"

I love life from the eyes of my sweet three year old :)